Uncommon Virtue Forged
From Common Mold
In Stone-Shaped Woman
A Heart Gilded Gold
Oneiric Ideals Entombed Inside
Phantasmal Figures, Craft of the Mind
Tellurian Vanquished by Dreams within Dreams
Threads of Reality Fall Apart at the Seams
Twilight shadows beseige imagination
Softly, slowly distort all creation
Daylight’s burning rapture
Has silently been captured
By the night
In darkness lies the truth behind the light
Sickly, sweetly smiling in fixation
Soaking, steaming, lewd transfiguration
Passion starts to stir
Lurid fantasies endure
Throughout the night
In darkness lies the truth behind the light
Shield your eyes against the burning of the hostile sun
Truth in light is a lie that can’t be seen
Find in darkness
The power to be free
Only then can you belong to me
Gentle, tender, caressing trepidation
Trembling, shaking let loose imagination
Set your spirit free
For in shadows there can be
All that there might
In darkness lies the truth behind the light
Together we can be all that we might
Help me find the love behind the light
The sky is blue
Sometimes
It is raining outside.
A crew of matching oddballs parties
Sometimes
They sleep on the floor
Dirty or clean
It doesn’t really matter
As long as the music plays
And they know
That life is good
Sometimes
Life is hard
They see It in the grass
Green, growing, simple
They feel It in the air
Thick with smoke
Over a poker table where
through It all they laugh
And love
And live
They taste It in their food
Chicken and steak fresh off the barbeque
They hurl It up
When they’ve had too much of It
With complete strangers
And with themselves
Friends
Family
Lovers
Alive
And they all know
That It
Is supposed to happen.
Some of them see the darkness
Sometimes
Some of them see the light
Sometimes
Some of them see the things that no one else sees
Sometimes
There is only one
But not alone.
They love the ones that stay
They love the ones that go
They love the ones that are no more.
They live, and they let live.
They are alive and loving It.
They could be us.
Slumbering dreams from the deep
Lucid light of wakefulness
And the blurry barrier between
Madness
Unintelligible gibbering
The crocodile smiles
As a drop of crystaline joy falls from its soul
Ghosts in the darkness
Spirits shine in the machine
And music flows from the bottles
What happens when they talk?
From what universe is the idea?
Reality bends on a whim
And the jungles fight against the stagnate souls of the dead
The Savage Garden (Thing One)
Conglomorate Paradigm (and Thing Two)
Forget the measurements
Drink the ambrosia
The story unfolds as the teller tells it
And if untold
It finds its own way
Through the quagmire of socialites
Harpies and Saints
They bicker, and they dance
And the whirlpool they form sucks it all down
Down and sideways into inevitability
I love burritos.
Lately I’ve been thinkin’
‘Bout a little bit of beauty
And a whole lotta love
There’s naught to stop it
But what is
And what is: naught
And I watch the willow fade
Before the shade of ghosts
And I see that it’s beautiful
All the merry
All the merry
All the merry little children
Watch them laughing
Watch them dancing
Watch them listen to my music
Sweet symphony
Sweet mystery
Sweet enchantments for your children
Whispers softly
Whispers calling
Whispers merry in the twilight
Float, you children
Float, my music
Floating happy into twilight
Call your children
Call out to them
Call the children home to mother
No more music
No more children
No more laughter, only silence
Forever laughing
Forever dancing
Forever children of the twilight
Gaze deep in my eyes through bittersweet soul
See the fires that burn within my heart
My eyes, they glow like a smouldering coal
Under pressure, ere my sanity parts.
The blood red curtain draws over my eyes
I lose all reason, all shackles, and fears.
Peer through times mists to a villains demise
Staring him down to see past all my tears
Might will make right if e’er my eyes burn bright
And woe to all who choose to be wicked.
Complacency and apathy I fight
To show that you are not better off dead.
Rage is a coal that I hold in my fist
Unclech, a diamond shines bright through the mist.